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A warrior is born

I am not my father's princess Nor my mother's lookalike I am but a warrior, born to fight In this world where every action counts The dark misty place, a child of light A lot to laugh for, a lot to cry for But all i need is the love for forever and more A star so bright Its inner strength full of might A flower that blooms with dignity All it waits for is its name written in eternity All they see is a scar, but the story behind and her ideals all seem bizzare She was different She knew her worth She wasn't one to shoulder All the miseries and falter At last, a warrior is born!

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